It is the middle of the night over the now silent city, the first baby is now asleep, the second baby (since August there are two babies) is breastfeeding, it will be a long night.

The algorithm and I are now friends, like two teenagers, we play, we insult each other, and we fight.

We retrace the road of the agglomerations made of rectangular objects, of rectangular monoliths.

Rationalizing these forms do not come from my dreams, but from my son, we play assiduously with constructions, blocks, alphablocks, numberblocks.

I tried to make sense, but the blocks came alive at a certain point, I had to force my hand a little, you can notice some cracks, but it is not a defect, it is the last breath of the shapes before I stop them to have the imagined form.

100% code, p5 framework

kisses and hugs
Genull from Circinus